Today I learned the meaning of an old lesson

Overwhelming sensations that instigated my discomfort - Those who truly see are the walking embodiment of their own thoughts; never aiming to accomplish something with a half-heart for the sake (or fear) of avoiding half-happiness...
The question was posed with the hopes of learning to listen to the wisest and to learn to act on the words adviced. Doubts and Aches - I did not truly listen (I had still contemplated my move with the actions of mind and body).  I was King Suchandra requesting salvation but refusing to let go of the desires that shaped my being.

If the soul is the mediator for both the body and the mind, why is its speech not heard through their breaths?  Are we, as human, focused on the language of body and mind, thus disregarding the simplest form of word said by silence? Is this an entity composed of a trilogy that cannot co-exist? The answer was as surprising as the expected response of my contradiction...

The initiation became a train of thought looking for its proper stop - one that was not found through the frustrations of looking for something that was never there, (and yet, it always was). The Soul as the outsider; the Mind and Body as the insider.

In the eye of the beholder the Seasons are passed, and words are expressed by the rhythmic dialogue of mind and body.  The soul breathes its turn in the Kalachakra as a compliment to the timeless - the wheel of no beginning and no end.  The tradition that revolves around the concept of time is expressed in the cycles of breathing by human consciousness... "As it is outside, so it is within..."